n 〃whose talk is of oxen〃 should become an opium…eater； the probability is that （if he is not too dull to dream at all） he will dream about oxen； whereas； in the case before him； the reader will find that the Opium…eater boasteth himself to be a philosopher； and accordingly； that the phantasmagoria of HIS dreams （waking or sleeping； day…dreams or night…dreams） is suitable to one who in that character
Humani nihil a se alienum putat。
For amongst the conditions which he deems indispensable to the sustaining of any claim to the title of philosopher is not merely the possession of a superb intellect in its ANALYTIC functions （in which part of the pretensions； however； England can for some generations show but few claimants； at least； he is not aware of any known candidate for this honour who can be styled emphatically A SUBTLE THINKER； with the exception of SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE； and in a narrower department of thought with the recent illustrious exception ｛2｝ of DAVID RICARDO） but also on such a constitution of the MORAL faculties as shall give him an inner eye and power of intuition for the vision and the mysteries of our human nature： THAT constitution of faculties； in short； which （amongst all the generations of men that from the beginning of time have deployed into life； as it were； upon this planet） our English poets have possessed in the highest degree； and Scottish professors ｛3｝ in the lowest。
I have often been asked how I first came to be a regular opium… eater； and have suffered； very unjustly； in the opinion of my acquaintance from being reputed to have brought upon myself all the sufferings which I shall have to record； by a long course of indulgence in this practice purely for the sake of creating an artificial state of pleasurable excitement。 This； however； is a misrepresentation of my case。 True it is that for nearly ten years I did occasionally take opium for the sake of the exquisite pleasure it gave me； but so long as I took it with this view I was effectually protected from all material bad consequences by the necessity of interposing long intervals between the several acts of indulgence； in order to renew the pleasurable sensations。 It was not for the purpose of creating pleasure； but of mitigating pain in the severest degree； that I first began to use opium as an article of daily diet。 In the twenty…eighth year of my age a most painful affection of the stomach； which I had first experienced about ten years before； attacked me in great strength。 This affection had originally been caused by extremities of hunger； suffered in my boyish days。 During the season of hope and redundant happiness which succeeded （that is； from eighteen to twenty…four） it had slumbered； for the three following years it had revived at intervals； and now； under unfavourable circumstances； from depression of spirits； it attacked me with a violence that yielded to no remedies but opium。 As the youthful sufferings which first produced this derangement of the stomach were interesting in themselves； and in the circumstances that attended them； I shall here briefly retrace them。
My father died when I was about seven years old； and left me to the care of four guardians。 I was sent to various schools； great and small； and was very early distinguished for my classical attainments； especially for my knowledge of Greek。 At thirteen I wrote Greek with ease； and at fifteen my command of that language was so great that I not only composed Greek verses in lyric metres； but could converse in Greek fluently and without embarrassmentan accomplishment which I have not since met with in any scholar of my times； and which in my case was owing to the practice of daily reading off the newspapers into the best Greek I could furnish extempore； for the necessity of ransacking my memory and invention for all sorts and combinations of periphrastic expressions as equivalents for modern ideas； images； relations of things； &c。； gave me a compass of diction which would never have been called out by a dull translation of moral essays； &c。 〃That boy；〃 said one of my masters； pointing the attention of a stranger to me； 〃that boy could harangue an Athenian mob better than you and I could address an English one。〃 He who honoured me with this eulogy was a scholar； 〃and a ripe and a good one；〃 and of all my tutors was the only one whom I loved or reverenced。 Unfortunately for me （and； as I afterwards learned； to this worthy man's great indignation）； I was transferred to the care； first of a blockhead； who was in a perpetual panic lest I should expose his ignorance； and finally to that of a respectable scholar at the head of a great school on an ancient foundation。 This man had been appointed to his situation byCollege； Oxford； and was a sound； well…built scholar； but （like most men whom I have known from that college） coarse； clumsy； and inelegant。 A miserable contrast he presented； in my eyes； to the Etonian brilliancy of my favourite master； and beside； he could not disguise from my hourly notice the poverty and meagreness of his understanding。 It is a bad thing for a boy to be and to know himself far beyond his tutors； whether in knowledge or in power of mind。 This was the case； so far as regarded knowledge at least； not with myself only； for the two boys； who jointly with myself composed the first form； were better Grecians than the head…master； though not more elegant scholars； nor at all more accustomed to sacrifice to the Graces。 When I first entered I remember that we read Sophocles； and it was a constant matter of triumph to us； the learned triumvirate of the first form； to see our 〃Archididascalus〃 （as he loved to be called） conning our lessons before we went up； and laying a regular train； with lexicon and grammar； for blowing up and blasting （as it were） any difficulties he found in the choruses； whilst WE never condescended to open our books until the moment of going up； and were generally employed in writing epigrams upon his wig or some such important matter。 My two class…fellows were poor； and dependent for their future prospects at the university on the recommendation of the head…master； but I； who had a small patrimonial property； the income of which was sufficient to support me at college； wished to be sent thither immediately。 I made earnest representations on the subject to my guardians； but all to no purpose。 One； who was more reasonable and had more knowledge of the world than the rest； lived at a distance； two of the other three resigned all their authority into the hands of the fourth； and this fourth； with whom I had to negotiate； was a worthy man in his way； but haughty； obstinate； and intolerant of all opposition to his will。 After a certain number of letters and personal interviews； I found that I had nothing to hope for； not even a compromise of the matter； from my guardian。 Unconditional submission was what he demanded； and I prepared myself； therefore； for other measures。 Summer was now coming on with hasty steps； and my seventeenth birthday was fast approaching； after which day I had sworn within myself that I would no longer be numbered amongst schoolboys。 Money being what I chiefly wanted； I wrote to a woman of high rank； who； though young herself； had known me from a child； and had latterly treated me with great distinction； requesting that she would 〃lend〃 me five guineas。 For upwards of a week no answer came； and I was beginning to despond； when at length a servant put into my hands a double letter with a coronet on the seal。 The letter was kind and obliging。 The fair writer was on the sea…coast； and in that way the delay had arisen； she enclosed double of what I had asked； and good… naturedly hinted that if I should NEVER repay her； it would not absolutely ruin her。 Now； then； I was prepared for my scheme。 Ten guineas； added to about two which I had remaining from my pocket… money； seemed to me sufficient for an indefinite length of time； and at that happy age； if no DEFINITE boundary can be assigned to one's power； the spirit of hope and pleasure makes it virtually infinite。
It is a just remark of Dr。 Johnson's （and； what cannot often be said of his remarks； it is a very feeling one）； that we never do anything consciously for the last time （of things； that is； which we have long been in the habit of doing） without sadness of heart。 This truth I felt deeply when I came to leave …； a place which I did not love； and where I had not been happy。 On the evening before I left… …for ever； I grieved when the ancient and lofty schoolroom resounded with the evening service； performed for the last time in my hearing； and at night； when the muster…roll of names was called over； and mine （as usual） was called first； I stepped forward； and passing the head…master； who was standing by； I bowed to him； and looked earnestly in his face； thinking to myself； 〃He is old and infirm； and in this world I shall not see him again。〃 I was right； I never DID see him again； nor ever shall。 He looked at me complacently； smiled good…naturedly； returned my salutation （or rather my valediction）； and we parted （though he knew it not） for ever。 I could not reverence him intellectually； but he had been uniformly kind to me； and ha